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Serenade and the Warlocks climbed up the observation tower of the main palace.
The Warlocks surrounded Serenade, each drawing mana and granting lightning properties to Serenade before sending them to him.
Saaaaah-.
A blue, rippling white energy gathered around Sereraji.
Casting magic using someone else's mana was a dangerous skill.
If you're not careful, the person who sent the mana, the person who received it, and the people watching nearby could all die, resulting in a 300% death rate with just one spell.
However, the Warlocks believed in Sereraj's talent, and Sereraj believed in her hard work.
She used the magic engraved on her Ikaris pearl earrings to rise about two meters above the ground, and accepted the mana sent by all the wizards.
Phage crackle!
The night sky was filled with turquoise light, electricity was flashing between the white teeth, and a few strands of long blue hair were flying in all directions.
This is what happens when you handle so much power.
"ah."
She let out an indifferent groan as if she was dealing with someone else's suffering, and looked at the huge foreign object in the distance and the capital city that had become a sea of fire.
Sereraji drew a large circle in the air with her yellow jeweled staff.
Seeeeeeelding.
The circle was made of mana and spun quickly, scattering a soft golden light through the air.
Circle magic.
The magic that originated from the elves amplified the power of spells with the mana circle of the heart, causing phenomena that startled the heavens and shook the earth.
'I don't know why you said you wouldn't run away, why you said you would fight.'
Sereraji drew a circle once more.
The second circle overlapped slightly with the first circle and had two intersections.
Cheeeeeing!
A fierce spark flew from the two points where they touched, and for a moment, Sereraji's face distorted, and more mana began to be sucked into both circles.
'I wasn't originally like that. My life is the most precious thing. I have dreams that I couldn't achieve. Those are the most precious.'
Just like the knights' mana control method, the most efficient way to increase mana was to form a reaction through collision between circles.
By colliding circles, a recoil is created, and the power of magic is increased by that recoil.
The power is doubled for each node, and two nodes are added for each circle you go up, so 2-circle magic is four times stronger than 1-circle magic.
'But why did I stay?'
Sereraji drew a circle in the air without hesitation.
The third circle and the fourth circle were drawn in succession.
4 circles.
The power of the magic was amplified 256 times compared to the original, and amazement and concern erupted among the warlocks.
“You are amazing.”
“As expected, Your Majesty the Sereraji.”
“This is not the time to be amazed! It’s getting dangerous.”
“Since the mana of all these wizards is resonating, the power will be hundreds of times greater, but the recoil will also be hundreds of times greater. If we’re not careful, the mana lord might not be able to withstand it-”.
“It's okay.”
Sereraji smiled, taking in all the attention.
'Because those kids said they'd stay?'
Beneath his fresh expression, there was a slight sense of superiority and enjoyment.
She swung her wand and drew a fifth circle.
5 circles.
Cheeeeeing!!
Sparks flew like crazy from ten intersections.
The 5th circle magic was 1,024 times more powerful than the 1st circle magic, and was able to take on an entire army of common soldiers alone, and could even defeat knights armed with the highest quality armor engraved with sorcery circuits.
Even if you use it alone, Sereraji has now gathered the mana of dozens of the most powerful battle magicians in the empire to create magic.
Bam, bam!
There was a popping sound, and blood flowed out from under her fingernails.
Before a few of the Warlocks could scream, Serenade drew on the power of his dragon tongue.
If circle magic was a technique that utilized the mana within the body, then dragon speech was the power to directly command the mana in the atmosphere.
Woohoo.
A golden aura enveloped her body, and the veins in her two different colored eyes subsided.
"majesty!"
“No more.”
“No matter how much power you use in speech!”
Sereraji dismissed the voices of the battle mages who tried to dissuade her.
“Your Majesty the Emperor became a 6th Circle Wizard when he was ten years younger than me.”
He was as fresh as usual, but that wasn't his true intention.
'Yeah. I know it's dangerous.'
She couldn't figure out why she was lying and why she was practicing magic here.
The Ivory Tower wizards treated those who could not control mana as animals, viewed only wizards as people, and among them, only the Ivory Tower alumni were respected.
'I don't want to be a hero. No matter how much I think about it.'
Even though she had learned a lot over the past two years, ordinary people still meant little to her.
… … I thought it didn't exist.
'Are you afraid of your daily life collapsing? Have you been instilled with a sense of responsibility as a member of the royal family by Valencianus? Have you been influenced by Tentia's competitive spirit and Rudi's affection? If that's why you didn't run away, then it's all a disease and I'm a seriously ill patient.'
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Sereraji looked at the capital city that had become a sea of fire.
I also looked at the foreign object standing proudly with one foot in the canal in the distance.
The genius wizard's eyes flashed with electricity, and the wizard's will to live like a flash of lightning caused a flash in the sky.
'I wish something that makes me feel stupid was more inspiring than anything else.'
As the dark clouds gathered to form a thundercloud, the body of the foreign object swelled up to its full size.
Haaaah-!
A huge mouth opened toward the sky.
It was a posture that seemed to prepare for the second mental wave.
In Sereraji, he held the circle and thundercloud with his tongue, and drew a sixth circle by raising his staff.
"majesty!"
“No!”
Although the Warlocks screamed at her to stop her, Serenade had been living for the moment since her childhood.
'After all, dreams are the best.'
“This body will rot away someday, so shouldn’t I live a life worth remembering?”
At that moment, she poked her head into the entrance of the 6th circle.
Kwarrrrung!
The lightning, amplified by 2 to the 12th power, 4,096 times, raced through the clouds.
The lightning was now more like a pillar than a flash.
Flash!
A pillar of white lightning struck the creature's gaping maw.
'It's me after all.'
Sereraji collapsed like a rotten tree, blood gushing from every orifice on his face.
* * *
The huge foreign object writhered with a loud scream.
“Ohhhhh!”
The surrounding buildings, which had already been destroyed, were completely reduced to rubble.
The lower jaw, which had been hit directly, was completely carbonized and collapsed, smoke rose from its entire body, and three thick legs were also torn off.
Tentia let out an inappropriate laugh as she looked at the foreign object.
“Hehehehe.”
The giant alien was screaming and crying like a child.
"now!"
As Valencian's voice rang out, four figures kicked the ground.
The first was, of course, Tentia, the second Mateos, the third Rudi, and the fourth Valencianus.
The streets were still swarming with erodermas.
“Welcome the graceful flame!”
Saint Matthew burned them with overwhelming divine power.
Kkirururuk!
Giant foreign objects resembling rotten seagulls flew in, spewing acidic saliva and excrement.
Smoke rose from the Imperial Highway, and the solid stone carriage roads crumbled.
“Your Majesty! Go!”
Rudy kicked the ground, his green eyes flashing red.
Blame, hit!
She ran up the terrace with the speed of a top-class hunting dog, and in an instant she ran up the relatively intact stone building.
Clink, clank, crunch.
The twin guns of the Kaspar rotated, a new cartridge was loaded, and the buttstock was firmly placed on the shoulder of the maid-shooter.
'I hope that wherever you go, there will be a path of flowers.'
Two bullets struck the air in succession.
Pfft! Pfft!
Two gull-shaped objects flying at Valencian literally burst apart.
'It's a path of fireworks.'
Dozens of aliens were swarming in the sky, the surviving eroders were swarming in, and on the way to the giant alien, the flames created by the Blue Knights' bombing were still burning fiercely.
'But I will always be by your side, Your Majesty. And I will not be the only one.'
“Haaaaaah!”
A knight in a red cloak ran through the flames.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
A flame monster about 3 meters tall rushed at me, stretching out its two long necks.
Saaaaak!
His head was cut off by Tentia's sword.
“Your Majesty! I don’t know what you are thinking, but I, Tentia, will help you do as you wish. Please follow closely behind me!”
At the enemy knight's shout, the archduke nodded and recited the spell.
“Please, sir!”
Tentia kicked the ground, feeling her heart pounding like crazy.
The heart of a knight with an elf's affinity for mana and the body of an ogre responded to the aesthetics of loyalty and the romance of the battlefield.
That was the kind of race it was.
“Shiieeek!”
She slashed at the legs of glowing scaled giants engulfed in flames, smashed the faces of glowing metal-clad devourers with her off-hand warhammer, and tossed the flaming undead into the fires to continue their burning.
“Hahahaha!”
The blood-red mana blade burned endlessly and heavily, and the black blade swung wildly, cutting off the heads of things that should not exist in this world.
That moment of immersion where you forget to breathe, forget that your body is hot, and even forget that your lord is following you.
“Keeeeeek!!”
"this-!"
We have reached an inevitable limit.
Uninvited thoughts came to the knight.
* * *
"ha."
Tentia exhaled heavily and fumbled with the breastplate that had just been attacked.
If Marcus hadn't reinforced his armor with spells and enchantments, it would have been pierced in the middle.
She slowly raised her head and checked the condition of the giant foreign object.
The whale-like creature was still huge, even though it was injured and broken.
I only realized it when I got here, but a turquoise energy was flowing in from the heavenly realm, continuously strengthening and healing the body of the alien.
The road to get there was still long, and in the meantime, there were all kinds of eroders swarming.
She picked up the sword with hands that were beginning to tremble slightly.
actually.
I was expecting something like this.
'How do you overcome fear?'
'Sister. I'm not afraid of death. No, there's something I'm more afraid of than death.'
I remembered a conversation I had with my senior at the academy.
A knight's dream is to command the battlefield.
As everyone else is running away screaming, you can feel your own strength and specialness as a being who can fight the enemy alone.
But when Tentia met Valen, she saw people getting hurt and the pain of a world in need of a heroic knight.
Wasn't there a single innocent person among the slum dwellers she killed?
The question still lingered in Tentia's mind.
Of course I know.
The knight was a man who had taken upon himself the karma of murder, a man prepared to cut down the innocent on command, and, to put it in a vulgar tone, a human butcher.
But Tentia had seen too much.
You can't just enjoy a life stained with blood, but you can't live only with a sense of duty either.
“I will continue on.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Before their eyes, burning skeleton soldiers were everywhere.
They were all huge, made of the bones of four or more people, and wielding huge skeletal hammers.
Those who died instantly from the first mental wave turned into undead on the spot and gathered together.
“Squeak!”
“His Majesty Valencianus’ knight, Tentia, is coming!”
Tentia took a deep breath and cut them down.
“Rest in peace to the fallen!”
Not feeling all that excited.
With a little bit of sadness and respect.
But I still take pride in the fact that I paved the way for His Majesty Valen.
'I will do the same to myself, as I resent and respect you. Just as a single sword can do countless things, and all of these are the essence of the sword, so a single person can do countless things, and all of these are the essence of that person. I will acknowledge the shadow and move toward the light.'
Her escort wasn't perfect either.
'He kidnaps saints, colludes with thugs, takes bribes, commits murder like it's a meal, and always thinks he's right.'
It seemed like he was a person with many shortcomings.
However, Tentia still saw her own reasons for following Valencianus.
'He knows how to cherish his people and give them moments of glory.'
That's what made the article a knight.
At that moment, Tentia felt her vision become clearer.
It was more than the effect of a helmet with the magic of expanding vision.
The mana streams that seeped into my bones, muscles, and eyes became several times more delicate.
The level that she needed to reach was right before her eyes.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap.
Amidst the flaming skulls that surge forward like a giant wave.
Even the white armor turned red with smoke and flames.
A red knight wearing a red cloak and holding a red sword.
Imperial Swordsmanship Level 7, seeing and responding to color.
A sword that is invisible but still there.
Tentia's sword was no longer heavy at all.
Flowing endlessly and lightly, in a blood-red color.
Sasa sasa-!
It was just like the wind dancing and cutting down the enemies.
The knight who split the wave of skulls shouted.
“Your Majesty! Leave this to me and go forward!”
It's always been my favorite line.